Roof * RealismI'm not being pessimistic. I'm just saying that as soon as we both leave here, we won't be seeing each other anymore. My mother rants and screams whenever I bring this up. But she's the stupid sucker who never got over high school, anyway.
And so it doesn't mean I care about you any less because I'm saying it. It's just true, and I think you see it, too. And this isn't some kitschy Disney movie where we'll stay together always, because not even distance can keep us apart. And one of us won't mysteriously get offered a scholarship to the school of our dreams, only fifteen minutes from the other!
It's just not going to happen.
But you're probably on my side, anyway, because while my mother smiled and sighed at the sappy storyline, you and I both made fun of High School Musical.
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